Sagie here. Sagie Rainbow McDermott. The one kids address as "Witch-Girl".
I am having a very hard time of it right now. As much as my granny annoys me with her religion, I do love her so. She's very sick right now; she's in the hospital, recovering from a massive stroke that could have very easily killed her.
I'm staying with my uncle and aunt (Uncle Fenton and Aunt Reba) until granny gets out of the hospital. Doctors say she's in a very bad way, and I'm scared what may happen to me once she dies--that is, if she does.
Since granny became sick, I don't really want to do nothing, leave the house, in case the phone should ring. It may be the hospital calling, to let me know the latest information about granny's condition. School is absolute torture for me because all I can think about is granny.
The kids don't make it any easier. They still call me names, look at me weird whenever I walk by. I don't see anything wrong with my gothly apprearance; it's what I am, and it's where I am most comfortable. I'd rather crawl into a hole somewhere than to face the wrath of those kids!!
Aunt Reba and Uncle Fenton aren't as hung up about religion as granny is; that's one thing I like about staying with them. I can do pretty much my own thing without them getting bent out of shape--just as long as it's within reason.
I also like being here. Before granny took sick with the stroke, we'd come here several times, and I'd spend the day riding Aunt Reba's horse, SpiritWind. She's so gentle, and she's fast. She could be a regular race horse; she's really something else!
I am a big fan of horse racing. The Kentucky Derby, the Belmont Stakes, the Preakness: yeah, I can watch those races all the live long day; those horses are amazingly strong, not to mention, fast!!
When Eight Belles collapsed on the track at the Kentucky Derby last month, it was the worst feeling in the world. Both front legs shattered, she'd never rise again. They had to euthanize her right there on the track, in front of God and everybody. It really made me cry!
Yesterday was the Preakness, and thank God nothing happened. No horses were injured, the race went on without a hitch. I thought I'd stop breathing when the horses raced around the track, for fear there'd be another incident like the one at the Kentucky Derby. It was the longest two minutes of my life!
Not until the winning horse crossed the finish line did I start breathing again! LOL
Well, I am going to go. Aunt Reba is calling me, calling me to get up for breakfast. I will write in here another time; until later, this is Sagie signing off! C ya!
~Sagie Rainbow. :)
